After leaving Mei Ying's "boudoir", Meng Yan angrily ran back to meet Shang Xiu'e, saying that he wanted to kill her, but he questioned her aggressively.
"I think there is something wrong with you, Master? You are not the kind of person who favors boys over girls. Why is there discord between the two apprentices? Shouldn't they be treated equally? Otherwise, the relationship will be based on seniority.
, that makes sense, why am I qualified to participate in secrets, but she is not? Hey, could it be that you secretly took the enemy's child and brought her back to be raised, and she will be used as a murder tool in the future? "
Meng Yan slapped the table and said angrily: "I don't understand things that are too complicated, but even I can see one thing clearly, that is, Master, you are not doing the right thing. Mei Ying has done her best for Qian Xuefeng, and no one can compare with her.
Come on, if even a loyal disciple like her cannot be trusted, then who will dare to sacrifice their life for our sect in the future?"
Listening to this question, the old lady slowly drank the hot tea in her hand. After the apprentice finished venting, she said: "What position are you asking me from? For public or private reasons?"
"Is there any difference? Even if I am just an ordinary passerby today, I am still qualified to ask this!"
"Of course there is a difference. If you are doing it for personal reasons today, then I will be very happy. It is a good thing for Mei Ying to gain your attention in this way, and it is a great thing for Qian Xuefeng. I should have asked her to treat her to a midnight snack!
But if it’s for business…”
Shang Xiu'e's expression was positive, and she vaguely exuded an inviolable awe-inspiring power. After devouring the quasi-emperor's divine essence, her cultivation level had obviously improved.
"The way of employing people is ever-changing. How can it be said so simply? Soldiers who are loyal and willing to die are very important. When you are a general, will you tell the soldiers everything and then tell them to die? Do you share intelligence or not?
, it depends on the needs of the position and position, not on loyalty. If you let people know information that they don't need to bear, it will increase the burden of confidentiality, and your actions will fail. There is nothing you can do."
The conversation was like a heavy mountain. Meng Yan was stunned for a moment. Still looking aggrieved, Shang Xiu'e smiled slightly and raised her hand, "It seems that you understand but are not convinced. So be it. I can promise that in the future
Put Ying'er in the same position as you, and tell her every secret. But can you also promise me that nothing will happen this way, and everything will be possible?"
Meng Yan wanted to reply, "Why can't I", but he realized that it was inappropriate when he said it. Then he thought about it, and his understanding of Mei Ying was very limited. Apart from the fact that she was born in Qianxue Peak and was named Mei Ying, what else was there?
I don’t even know that Shang Xiu’e would say this, so she should have something to rely on. She really can’t be too blind to guarantee anything.
"...Master, you win again, but you should be more expressive, right? She is very sad over there."
"I was also negligent. I will apologize to the child." Shang Xiu'e sighed, her expression full of helplessness. After hesitating for a while, she said: "Don't get involved in Ying'er's matter. You still have to do it now."
I can’t tell you, but it’s impossible for Qian Xuefeng to truly trust her… By the way, the old hero Mu is looking for you.”
"Let him find it slowly. It's not like he has any benefits for me, so why are you in such a hurry? I have a lot of things to do here. If I don't come up with something to pay quickly, the creditor will come to kill me.
…”
Meng Yan left in a hurry, wanting to deal with the post-war issues as soon as possible and digest the gains from the war, but just as he left, his heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely heard the sound of Buddhist Zen singing, but other people around him didn't hear anything, and he immediately understood
.
'Tsk, it's those bald thieves... because I had to use fake identities before, I didn't take any action against them, but now they actually come to me... I don't know if they are here to give away treasures? Or to ask for debts?'
He hurried to attend the appointment. At the wilderness location where they met last time, the four Buddhas were there. Seeing Meng Yan coming from a distance, the oldest Bodhisattva Dharma Master spoke first, "The donor has great supernatural powers, so that we and others can be great."
It opens my eyes. I have just obtained the holy water. I think it is urgently needed by the donor. We dare not neglect it and sent it specially for the donor."
"Oh? The mutton-fat nectar has arrived? It's so fast. How fast is it to deliver something from the Western Regions to here? It seems that Buddhism does have special powers in space technology." Meng Yan said, and asked deliberately, "Is it possible?
...This thing has been in the hands of all the great monks for a long time, right? Monks don’t lie, masters, please don’t deceive me.”
The monks sternly denied this question, and Meng Yan had no intention of pursuing it. Fortunately, half of the Heart Sutra of Bodhi Great Vows had been prepared. Although the transaction was ahead of schedule, it was not caught off guard. Meng Yan took out the Heart Sutra and spoke with the four Buddhas.
Trade mutton-fat nectar.
What the Fourth Master gave was a white jade bottle, the mouth of the bottle was sealed with holy mud, and there was a faint Buddhist energy leaking out. It seemed that there was really something like that. Meng Yan took the jade bottle, shook it, and said: "
Two of the three conditions for my deal with the masters have been fulfilled, and there is one more. Could the great monks..."
The Bodhisattva Dharma Master said: "Amitabha, we promise to protect the safety of the benefactor within one month and take action once for the benefactor. Although monks are not businessmen, they also know the importance of trust and promises. Since the benefactor has doubts, I will only reiterate here.
Promise once that within one month, if the benefactor encounters a foreign enemy, he can call us and we will arrive immediately and do our best."
"Haha, the great monk is really good at talking. With just one promise, he dug two pits for me to jump into. If it's not a foreign enemy, or if I don't have time to summon him, then the danger is not a danger... I understand."
"We have no intention of taking advantage of the donor. If the donor is worried, he can make an oath with us to ensure the smooth progress of the third transaction."
The Bodhisattva Dharma Master spoke calmly, but Meng Yan was unable to reply. This is the disadvantage of each transaction having its own motives. Meng Yan knew his own affairs and had no intention of telling the whereabouts of the Guanyin statue. The third transaction was completely a fraud.
How can I make an oath?
'Damn it, this great monk is such a thief. If he swears with others, he will say it, just like farting, but not with these guys...'
'Yes, Master, making great vows and making oaths is the strong point of Buddhism. If you make an oath with them, it is very likely to have some adverse effects and affect the soul, and you will be punished at any time.'
‘With gods as witnesses, it’s not easy to fall out without any cost...’
Cursing secretly in his heart, Meng Yan put a smile on his face and waved his hand: "You're welcome, I can't trust anyone, not even the great monk. I swear I won't use it. It's just agreed that when one month is up, I will give Guanyin
I will tell you the whereabouts of the icon."
"Amitabha, the poor monk has another word of advice. Although suet nectar and water are sacred things, they should not be used lightly. I hope the donor will think carefully." (To be continued...)